A young man, about 29 years old, is walking down the street. He wears a black zip-up jacket with a white shirt underneath, he has slightly messy blonde hair and warm, almost chocolate-like, brown eyes. He wears blue jeans and boots and a black baseball cap that sits backwards on his head. His hands are tucked in his pocket as he surveys the area with a smile playing on his lips.
Ragnerious (A armor clad giant human with a thick mustache and a jolly vibe) walks up to the Bird person with a glass of lemonade in his hand and sits down next to him.
The skeletal human head turns to look at them. "can i help you?" he asks slowly
Rag turns towards him "I just looking to watch the birds with you, if you don't mind. Would you like a glass of lemonade?" Rag reaches into his bag
"i do not need food or water."
"I hate to inform you but I didn't ask if you needed some lemonade I asked if you wanted some but we should be quiet so we don't scare away the birds." Rag stops rummaging in his backpack and just watches the birds
"the birds are under my control and command."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A young man, about 29 years old, is walking down the street. He wears a black zip-up jacket with a white shirt underneath, he has slightly messy blonde hair and warm, almost chocolate-like, brown eyes. He wears blue jeans and boots and a black baseball cap that sits backwards on his head. His hands are tucked in his pocket as he surveys the area with a smile playing on his lips.
A human seemingly entirely covered in black velvet with a pale halo and runes made of light on their surface runs up to the young man. “Hello sir. Do you have a moment to talk about what’s going to happen when you die?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A young man, about 29 years old, is walking down the street. He wears a black zip-up jacket with a white shirt underneath, he has slightly messy blonde hair and warm, almost chocolate-like, brown eyes. He wears blue jeans and boots and a black baseball cap that sits backwards on his head. His hands are tucked in his pocket as he surveys the area with a smile playing on his lips.
A human seemingly entirely covered in black velvet with a pale halo and runes made of light on their surface runs up to the young man. “Hello sir. Do you have a moment to talk about what’s going to happen when you die?”
"No...i tend not to think about death. its a sad topic."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A young man, about 29 years old, is walking down the street. He wears a black zip-up jacket with a white shirt underneath, he has slightly messy blonde hair and warm, almost chocolate-like, brown eyes. He wears blue jeans and boots and a black baseball cap that sits backwards on his head. His hands are tucked in his pocket as he surveys the area with a smile playing on his lips.
Ragnerious (A armor clad giant human with a thick mustache and a jolly vibe) walks up to the Bird person with a glass of lemonade in his hand and sits down next to him.
The skeletal human head turns to look at them. "can i help you?" he asks slowly
Rag turns towards him "I just looking to watch the birds with you, if you don't mind. Would you like a glass of lemonade?" Rag reaches into his bag
"i do not need food or water."
"I hate to inform you but I didn't ask if you needed some lemonade I asked if you wanted some but we should be quiet so we don't scare away the birds." Rag stops rummaging in his backpack and just watches the birds
"the birds are under my control and command."
"So can I watch them fly?"
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
A young man, about 29 years old, is walking down the street. He wears a black zip-up jacket with a white shirt underneath, he has slightly messy blonde hair and warm, almost chocolate-like, brown eyes. He wears blue jeans and boots and a black baseball cap that sits backwards on his head. His hands are tucked in his pocket as he surveys the area with a smile playing on his lips.
Ragnerious (A armor clad giant human with a thick mustache and a jolly vibe) walks up to the Bird person with a glass of lemonade in his hand and sits down next to him.
The skeletal human head turns to look at them. "can i help you?" he asks slowly
Rag turns towards him "I just looking to watch the birds with you, if you don't mind. Would you like a glass of lemonade?" Rag reaches into his bag
"i do not need food or water."
"I hate to inform you but I didn't ask if you needed some lemonade I asked if you wanted some but we should be quiet so we don't scare away the birds." Rag stops rummaging in his backpack and just watches the birds
"the birds are under my control and command."
"So can I watch them fly?"
He nods and says something in an ancient dialect. The birds take off into the air
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A young man, about 29 years old, is walking down the street. He wears a black zip-up jacket with a white shirt underneath, he has slightly messy blonde hair and warm, almost chocolate-like, brown eyes. He wears blue jeans and boots and a black baseball cap that sits backwards on his head. His hands are tucked in his pocket as he surveys the area with a smile playing on his lips.
Ragnerious (A armor clad giant human with a thick mustache and a jolly vibe) walks up to the Bird person with a glass of lemonade in his hand and sits down next to him.
The skeletal human head turns to look at them. "can i help you?" he asks slowly
Rag turns towards him "I just looking to watch the birds with you, if you don't mind. Would you like a glass of lemonade?" Rag reaches into his bag
"i do not need food or water."
"I hate to inform you but I didn't ask if you needed some lemonade I asked if you wanted some but we should be quiet so we don't scare away the birds." Rag stops rummaging in his backpack and just watches the birds
"the birds are under my control and command."
"So can I watch them fly?"
He nods and says something in an ancient dialect. The birds take off into the air
"Thank you, watching birds reminds me of my days of the past."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
A young man, about 29 years old, is walking down the street. He wears a black zip-up jacket with a white shirt underneath, he has slightly messy blonde hair and warm, almost chocolate-like, brown eyes. He wears blue jeans and boots and a black baseball cap that sits backwards on his head. His hands are tucked in his pocket as he surveys the area with a smile playing on his lips.
Ragnerious (A armor clad giant human with a thick mustache and a jolly vibe) walks up to the Bird person with a glass of lemonade in his hand and sits down next to him.
The skeletal human head turns to look at them. "can i help you?" he asks slowly
Rag turns towards him "I just looking to watch the birds with you, if you don't mind. Would you like a glass of lemonade?" Rag reaches into his bag
"i do not need food or water."
"I hate to inform you but I didn't ask if you needed some lemonade I asked if you wanted some but we should be quiet so we don't scare away the birds." Rag stops rummaging in his backpack and just watches the birds
"the birds are under my control and command."
"So can I watch them fly?"
He nods and says something in an ancient dialect. The birds take off into the air
"Thank you, watching birds reminds me of my days of the past."
"Same here."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"the birds are under my control and command."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A human seemingly entirely covered in black velvet with a pale halo and runes made of light on their surface runs up to the young man. “Hello sir. Do you have a moment to talk about what’s going to happen when you die?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*my device is about to pass away and i have no charger, alas*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"No...i tend not to think about death. its a sad topic."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"So can I watch them fly?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He nods and says something in an ancient dialect. The birds take off into the air
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Thank you, watching birds reminds me of my days of the past."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"Same here."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*:D*
*was that good?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Quote cut*
"Things were so much simpler in the days where I just hunted monsters." Rag sighs "What's your story?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"i...i dont remember."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Ah I see, you don't know your past but you know what's familiar. I am sorry for your loss."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"It is a curse i have deal with."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"We are all cursed in some way, some more than others."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He nods in agreement
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*for me, yes. For everyone else? Nah*
"Do you know how your curse came to be?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
(hello again. I keep forgetting to post here -~- )
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Hello humans, I am back.*
*(Bites you)*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘